Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 698 Trapped Beast
Song Heping has no choice, now it’s a race of speed!

speed!

more than anything else!

It would be foolish to try to troubleshoot a jam.

Song Heping reacted reflexively. He chose to abandon the MP5 and directly pulled out the Glock 17, moving quickly towards the opponent's blind spot while shooting.

The bullet precisely wedged into the opponent's eye socket, shattering the night vision goggles.

After retreating into the blind spot, Song Heping did not stop, but immediately began to move quickly along the other side of the container.

Sure enough, less than three seconds after he left his original position, the last Mossad agent jumped down from the top of the box and fired fiercely at the position where he was originally standing.

But what he didn't know was that Song Heping had already walked around the container and behind him, aiming at the back of his head and pulling the trigger.

puff--

click -

The sound of the skull cracking was particularly creepy in the dark night.

Song Heping stepped forward, pulled out the opponent's grenade, and made a simple booby trap according to his own habits.

This device isn't simply designed to kill people.

It can certainly kill people.

But there is another effect.

Once someone triggers it.

The sound of the explosion can alert the planter to the enemy's location.

At this time, Song Heping had gone crazy killing people.

The opponents are world-class agents, each of them is top-tier.

But what about the top streamers?

Song Heping never has time to care about top stars.

He won't be afraid.

Don't be afraid either.

Because as long as there is a trace of fear, the only way left is death.

He continued to run quickly in the container area, trying to leave the port as quickly as possible.

The port area is no longer safe at this time.

It seems that evacuating from the island by sea is no longer safe.

Mossad's involvement made things complicated.

In a remote corner, Song Heping hid in the darkness.

Because there was a sudden burning sensation in the ribs, and the pain was like needles pricking bones.

Song Heping groaned as he crashed into the gap between the containers, and his fingers felt the dent of the bullet head on the bulletproof plate.

I was shot several times just now. The other party also used an MP5 submachine gun.

However, this type of gun uses 9MM bullets, which should not pose much threat to bulletproof vests. Even if the distance is close enough, it will not cause such severe pain.

It was obvious that the impact was too great, and the ribs might have been fractured.

The bullet was still stuck in the bulletproof plate. Song Heping pulled it out with force and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.

"Fuck me!"

He suddenly discovered that the bullet was a pointed bullet made of all steel!
Normally, the commonly used MP5 bullets should not be made of this material.

Suddenly, he remembered something and quickly took out his MP5, removed the magazine and looked at the bullets inside.

The bullet is obviously specially made, so the propellant must have been readjusted. At the same time, although this gun is still an MP5 submachine gun, it is actually a special model.

"Fuck Mossad!"

They really gave themselves face by using specially made armor-piercing bullets.

A bloody smell spread in his mouth and he spat out the blood.

Suddenly, a violent explosion was heard in the distance.

I could tell that was the place where I had placed the simple booby trap.

"It's so fast!"

Song Heping cursed in his heart.

Mossad's fighting style is indeed fierce, like a sacrificial altar, lingering around.

No matter how many of them you kill, there will always be more.

I have to say that this intelligence agency is quite powerful.

Footsteps were heard in the container passage ahead.

Someone is coming this way.

Song Heping looked up to the sky and sighed.

Damn, this is going to be terrible tonight.

Endless.

It seems that it is really difficult to get out of this port area.

He tried to contact Jiang Feng again.

But there was no signal.

This is also to be expected.

Mossad must have a high-powered jammer vehicle nearby.

Suppressed his communications.

They are all experts, not stupid.

Song Heping took a deep breath, and when the footsteps got closer, he rolled the last smoke bomb along the ground into the main passage.

The moment the red smoke rose, the Mossad team in charge of the search was obviously stunned for half a second——

They were surprised for a reason.

After all, we are searching.

Song Heping’s location has not been found yet.

The other party actually took the initiative to throw a smoke bomb, which was equivalent to exposing his own position. He was clearly seeking death.

But they soon discovered that something was wrong.

Not only a smoke bomb rolled over, but also a grenade.

"Grenade!" someone issued a warning.

Everyone scattered and hid.

boom--

Taking advantage of the explosion to delay the opponent's time, Song Heping had already escaped.

"He's over there!"

"8 o'clock direction!"

Everyone chased towards the 8 o'clock direction.

Soon, a pile of stacked containers appeared in front of him, with skull and crossbones warning signs painted on them.

It is a hazardous chemicals storage warehouse.

"Be careful!" Because the time it took to roll over was enough for Song Heping to break through the thin iron sheet and get into the adjacent chemical container.

"There are dangerous chemicals in here!"

The door of one of the containers was ajar, and it was obvious that someone had entered.

The leader of the Mossad team began to hesitate.

Enter?
Still not coming in?

This place is no joke.

As a rule of thumb, if you know the enemy is inside, you should throw grenades or stun grenades to stun the enemy first.

But this is a hazardous chemicals storage container area, the consequences of throwing a grenade here...

If it really explodes, no one will be able to escape alive.

"Put on your gas mask and go in and take a look."

It took more than thirty seconds for the attacking team to finally put on their gas masks.

The leading agent, holding a gun, gently pushed open the door under the cover of his companions...

Everyone held their breath and pointed their guns forward.

They chose to stand outside the container so that the chemicals would not be ignited when they opened fire. At least the probability was much lower and it was relatively safe.

Just as the door was opened, someone heard the sound of a metal object falling to the ground.

"Run! Trap!"

The team leader realized that he had fallen into a trap.

This is a trap!
Unfortunately it's too late.

The grenade that fell to the ground exploded in the narrow container. The bags of chemicals of unknown composition inside instantly turned into white powder and flew everywhere. At the core of the grenade explosion, a ball of fire ignited and quickly expanded, producing an explosive reaction like an ignited thermobaric bomb.

boom--

The entire container was reduced to pieces.

The surrounding containers exploded one after another.

The Mossad attack team was vaporized in the flames, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Hundreds of meters away, Song Heping could still feel the power of the explosion. The surrounding containers clanged, and an invisible big hand grabbed them and shook them violently like a pile of matchboxes.

Just now he had only left the door of the box ajar, deliberately leaving a flaw, and the man had already climbed onto the top of the box and escaped from the top.

In a van outside the port area, the Mossad operations commander took off his headphones and slammed them on the seat.

"Can anyone tell me who this guy is?!"

Looking around, everyone was silent.

He suddenly seemed to remember something, picked up the satellite phone and dialed Kelly's number.

"Kelly, didn't you say that guy was just the boss of a mercenary company?!"

"Jager, he is indeed..."

"Bullshit! There's something wrong with the information you provided! I need to verify it!"

"Yage, he actually served in China's special forces before."

"Huaguo!? Which special forces unit!?"

"Can't find..."

"Can't find it?!"

Yager felt cheated.

"If we can't find out, then it's top secret! Damn it! Why didn't you tell me before!?"

"I warned you, he's very powerful. Even many of our operations team members died at his hands."

"Bullshit! Your people are scum to begin with!"

"Jacob, watch your tone!"

"I lost more than a dozen of my elite men, and you tell me to watch my tone?!"

"My people have already rushed over. We will join forces later and he won't be able to escape."

Thirty minutes later.

On a cargo ship near the dock, Song Heping kicked open the ventilation cover. Looking out from here, there was the pitch-black sea.

Just now he was surrounded by more than ten Mossad agents. He fought and retreated, and had no choice but to board this freighter.

I wanted to take advantage of the cover of darkness to jump into the water and escape.

But he and Kuai discovered that there was a ship approaching here quickly from the opposite side.

Three Mossad agents stood on the bow.

The bald man leading the team was loading slugs into his shotgun. The Bluetooth headset in his left ear was flashing red, and it was obvious that he had just received an alert that the command center was under attack.

“Chinese!”

The bald man roared in English with a Hebrew accent, and the shotgun shattered the oil barrels on the side of the ship.

Flames rose up, lighting up the deck.

The bald man roared in the firelight: "You think those little tricks can fool us? You can't escape!"

Song Heping retreated into the cabin. He tore open his tactical vest, revealing the C4 explosives strapped to his chest.

These were collected from Mossad vehicles.

Now that it's the last moment, it might come in handy.

Anyway, even if I die, I will take a few people with me so that I won’t be lonely on the road to the underworld.

(End of this chapter)